"Patriarch, we must not offend them, what if they want to embarrass us?

The patriarch took a deep breath and left Wang Xing behind for the other disciples to leave.

"Wang Xing, among these disciples, you are more majestic than me. These disciples will be handed over to you. After the patriarch finished speaking, he blinked his eyes and left.

Wang Xing felt a headache, the patriarch obviously handed over the most difficult matter to himself, these disciples were young and vigorous, and the royal family was provocative, so naturally they couldn't suppress the anger in their hearts.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time!" Wang Xing thought secretly in his heart, and in vain, he felt a fluctuation of the martial spirit in the martial artist's body not far away. The fluctuation was extremely slight, as if he didn't want anyone else to know about his existence. This kind of fluctuation is not the Wang Clan's martial arts, nor is it the martial spirit fluctuations on the disciples of the Imperial Sect.

"Hmph, since you want to hide, let you hide!" Wang Xing thought to himself, and walked into his room. A moment later, the slight fluctuation followed him.

Entering the room, a faint scent came out.

"This fragrance seems to be a highly poisonous!" Wang Xing's heart was shocked, and then he used the turtle breath technique, and his figure immediately jumped out of the room and stood in the small courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, the screams of the Wang Clan's martial arts disciples came from all directions.

"Oh no! the others have been poisoned!" Wang Xing quickly ran towards the other disciples' rooms. Entering the room, the disciples of the Wang Clan's martial arts sect were red in the faces, their whole bodies were hot as if they were on fire, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out of their mouths and noses.

"Does it have anything to do with the person just now?" Wang Xing's heart moved, and he sensed again that the other party was already rushing towards him.

"Come out!" Wang Xing's right hand is a martial arts fist, and it is a blow to the person who comes.

Standing in the moonlight, dressed in a red gauze robe, with a hint of a smile on her face, it turned out to be a woman of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful figure. This person's body technique is also quite powerful, and he can dodge his own martial arts boxing technique, so he must not be an entry-level martial artist.

"I've still been discovered! If you want an antidote, you will go to the top of Heyun Peak eight hundred miles outside the city at noon tomorrow. After the woman finished speaking, her figure flew towards the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Xing was about to chase after him, when he heard a wail behind him, he immediately dispelled his thoughts and returned to the room.

In the room, the patriarch and some other elders with profound skills were all healing the wounds of the disciples.

"These poisons can't even be forced, and they are tightly bound within the sea of qi!" said the patriarch with a frown.

With the strength of the patriarch of the Wang family's martial arts, he couldn't get rid of the poison, so Wang Xing immediately told the patriarch the woman's words.

"Oh, there is such a thing, why do you want to do this to my martial sect?" the patriarch frowned and thought, could it be that the imperial family was not successful, he always felt that these things seemed to have some connection in the dark.

"Tomorrow, the emperor will summon me and other martial arts patriarchs, and I can't go with you, so I'll leave this matter to you. The patriarch said to Wang Xing. Wang Xing's true disciple, he is also quite convinced of Wang Xing, and if this matter is handed over to him, it will definitely be able to be solved.

At noon on the second day, Wang Xing urged the giant sword and flew to Heyun Mountain on the outskirts of the city. Heyun Mountain is a small hill outside the city and is not very famous. Because once a flying crane fell from the sky, it was called Heyun Mountain by the nearby people. The giant sword slowly landed on the top of Heyun Mountain, Wang Xing jumped down, and the power of the martial spirit in his body slowly emanated to the surroundings, probing the fluctuations of the power of the nearby martial spirit.

"It seems to be quite cautious!True disciple of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect!" Behind a nearby rock, the woman in red walked out.

"Who are you, why do you want to poison my martial arts disciple?" Wang Xing asked coldly.

"Taking people's money is definitely to eliminate disasters for others!" the woman said simply.

Wang Xing's heart moved, and when he entered the inn, some people coaxed the people of the imperial family to join the Wang family's martial arts, and on the night of that day, the woman in front of him was secretly poisoned. The patriarch once said that when he came to the imperial city this time, all the patriarchs of all the martial arts in the country had arrived, but this incident occurred. This woman doesn't seem to be lying, that is, someone wants to see the Wang Clan's martial arts and the royal family have infighting. And the one who gets the benefits is naturally the Martial God Gate.

"You were sent by the Martial God Sect, how can you hand over the antidote?" Wang Xing asked quietly.

"I'm a businessman, and a businessman is naturally profitable. Taking people's money, of course, is to eliminate disasters for others!" said the woman.

Wang Xing nodded, and then took out some martial spirit spars from the Qiankun bag.

When the woman saw the spar, her eyes lit up, she nodded, and said, "These spars are not bad." After speaking, he threw a small bag to Wang Xing.

"This is the antidote! But for the sake of this hedron, let me tell you, this time you have provoked quite a powerful character!"

Wang Xing already had the answer in his heart. At this moment, above the ground, a strange sensation rose. He looked down and was startled, and on the ground, the light of the magic circle suddenly lit up. Immediately after, a powerful suction force came from the ground, tightly binding him to the ground, unable to move.

"Hahahaha! It seems that the true disciples of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect are just like that. A loud laugh came from nearby, and immediately after, ten disciples wearing imperial disciple uniforms walked out from the boulder next to them. These disciples were the disciples of the Imperial Gate who were in the inn yesterday.

"Thank you!" the imperial disciple threw a Qiankun bag at the woman.

"This one is the one who killed Murong Zhen's true disciple? doesn't look like a true disciple?

"Sure enough, there are no more martial artists in the Wang Clan's martial arts, and such martial artists can become true disciples?"

"Big brother, as long as this guy is defeated, does it prove that the eldest brother is even more powerful than the patriarch of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect? In this way, the reputation of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect will plummet!"

Wang Xing's heart tightened slightly, these people were not behind the scenes. Apparently taken advantage of by some people. His gaze looked at the sky in the distance, and in the sky, there were some warriors hidden.

One of the leaders of the Imperial Gate came to Wang Xing and struck Wang Xing's abdomen with his right fist.

This kind of fist technique didn't even have the strength of an ordinary disciple of the Martial Sect, but Wang Xing deliberately frowned.

"Hmph! what a waste, such a martial arts cultivator can dare to be called a true disciple?" Immediately after, the fist kept hitting Wang Xing's abdomen.

Whoosh, a dozen rays of light whistled and landed in front of Wang Xing. These people are different from the disciples of the surrounding imperial sects, and they are wearing two big characters of 'Shenwu'. Needless to say, he is a disciple of the Martial God Sect in such a dress. These disciples of the Imperial Sect have interacted with the Martial God Sect, obviously committing the taboo of the Imperial Gate. You know, since the Great War fifty years ago, the two have been incompatible. This is even more true of the disciples of the Imperial Gate, after the Great War, most of the disciples of the Imperial Gate died at the hands of the disciples of these Martial God Sects.

"Alright, your business is over!" the disciple of the Martial God Sect threw out two Qiankun bags in the hands of the disciples of the Imperial Gate. The disciples of the imperial family were happy one by one.

"These masters, let's teach you a good lesson for this guy!" the disciple of the Imperial Sect bowed and said to the disciple of the Martial God Sect.

The corners of the Martial God Sect disciples' mouths smiled slightly, and they whirred more than a dozen times, and these Imperial Sect disciples stared at each other with wide eyes and fell to the ground.

"The Wang Clan's martial arts fought with the Imperial Gate today, and the disciples of the Imperial Gate were defeated, and all of them died on the top of Heyun Mountain. One of the disciples of the Martial God Sect said slowly.

The Martial God Sect really wanted to provoke the contradiction between the Wang Clan's Martial Sect and the Imperial Gate! Wang Xing looked at each other calmly.

"This one is Wang Xing, the true disciple who killed Murong Zhen a few days ago, right? I'll wait for the elder's order to let you enter my Martial God Sect, how about it?" The Martial God Sect disciple looked at Wang Xing and said in his mouth.

Wang Xing sneered in his heart, it seems that the goal of these people is himself, and he wants to win himself into the Martial God Gate, why don't he trap these people's words?

"The Martial God Gate Martial God Continent is the strongest, and I, Wang Xing, also admire the Martial God quite a lot, and I am quite happy to be able to enter his Martial God Gate. Wang Xing said.

The other party obviously didn't expect Wang Xing to agree so quickly, and their faces were slightly stunned, and then they smiled.

"It seems that Brother Wang is also a handsome man. To be a handsome, of course, is to know the current affairs. Why don't you release Brother Wang soon?" the leader ordered.

The light of the circle at the feet of Wang Xing disappeared.

"In order to invite Brother Wang to come, we also spent a lot of energy. This time, Brother Wang was able to enter my martial arts sect, and we were also like tigers. After speaking, the leader of the Martial God Gate took out a small flying bird. The bird disappeared into his hands with a whoosh. Obviously, he was going to convey the message to the elders of the Martial God Sect.

"Then Murong Zhen, my Martial God Sect helped him win the position of patriarch, but I didn't expect him to be so uncompetitive and lose in the hands of Brother Wang. Brother Wang can also be regarded as clearing the waste for our Martial God Gate. In the future, my Martial God Sect will definitely help Brother Wang become the patriarch!" the leader said.

Wang Xing's heart was shocked, it turned out that Murong Zhen's father and son were actually involved with the Martial God Sect, no wonder they were able to take down the Martial God Gate in just a few months and become the patriarch. He had a plan in his head.

"The Martial God Sect can afford to look down on my Wang Xing, and it is also the blessing of my Wang Xing. "Wang Xing fake model.

"Good!good!" the leader nodded. He never expected this task to be so easy, originally he thought that he would need some brute force to subdue this kid. Unexpectedly, it was just a promise that he would become the patriarch, and this guy obediently cooperated, and he was just a fledgling boy. Before coming, the elders of the Martial God Sect also reminded them that this person's cultivation was extraordinary, but a small magic circle had subdued him, and they really didn't know why these elders were so cautious.